After spending July in a hotel room (alone, and let me tell you, it wasn't pretty when I visited!) P is getting ready to come home. When I visited, my glasses vanished. (I pretty much only wear them for night driving, but absolutely dread the idea of selecting a new pair.)
P: I found your glasses.
Twirl: You did! Where?
P: Next to the bed.
Twirl: They must have fallen out of my suitcase.
P: I was straightening up the room and gathering my things together for when I come home.
Twirl: In advance? I'm so proud of you!